“Corrupt my brother, will you? I'll see you in hell first, sir.”

“You evah hear of a magic screw?'I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.”

“Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.”

“Memphis—it’s just a bird. Birds fly around, brother. It’s what they do. It’s not following you, and it’s not a sign. Unless you really did give it candy and flowers, in which case you are one strange brother.”

“You must remember, my dear lady, the most important rule of any successful illusion: First, the people must want to believe in it.”

“No. It is impossible to maintain a smile in my brother's presence. Monks haven't the sort of patience required.”

“What you want can be yours. But you must first know what it is you want.”